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Old Friends Not Forgotten

An AU where Obi-Wan doesn't die in that fight with Vader and they all make it to Yavin 4 with Leia

also Kanan is alive and Ahsoka's here too so yayyy everyone's here

this one is kinda all over the place 

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Ezra watched with anticipation as the ship landed in the hangar, off-loading four people and two droids. 

None of whom he was looking for.

He watched a kid with sandy blonde hair and a white tunic walk off the ship with Princess Leia, trailed by a familiar astromech that beeped wildly and a gold-plated protocol droid who responded with exasperation. The droid duo reminded Ezra of Chopper and AP-3 in a way. Perhaps the four of them would get along. 

Ezra watched with amusement as Rex went sprinting after the two, shouting "Hey! R2!" 

Without missing a beat, the astromech stopped beeping at the protocol unit and happily wheeled around and rolled towards Rex. The protocol unit began prattling on about R2's 'strange friends', to which Rex responded "Eh, jam it '3PO" and continued talking to R2. Ezra puffed out a chuckle as he watched the Princess and the boy exchange a confused glance.

Princess Leia of Alderaan - She'd lost everything. Her people, her home, her parents; however, using his impeccable judgement, Ezra figured that she wasn't planning on giving up any time soon. Despite all that she had lost, she still had something to fight for, something to fight against - she had the Rebellion. And she had the Empire to fight. 

Ezra felt that she blamed herself for the loss of her people, and he wished he could tell her that would never be true. However he knew that somewhere, deep down, she knew that, too. 

Still, the losses were obviously hitting her hard. 

Next, two scruffy-looking people stepped out of the Corellian light freighter - And when he said scruffy, Ezra meant scruffy. A huge Wookiee and a man that Ezra felt would make great friends with Hondo (or maybe Lando) walked down the landing ramp, looking lost. Out of place. They made their way into the crowd, eventually finding something to do.

After the hangar went mostly silent except for the occasional electric spasm, Ezra found himself waiting. Still. He would have gone inside, he should have been at the briefing. He knew that - he was needed elsewhere. But he couldn't leave. He knew he'd be here.

He could feel it. 

"Relax, Ezra," Kanan chided. Though he was blind, he could still sense Ezra bouncing on his feet. 

"Yeah, kid," Rex said, returning to his side, "He'll be out in a minute. Just..."

Rex's voice trailed off as his face fell. Something drastic had changed, although Ezra couldn't tell what or when or why. "Just give him a second."

Finally, Ezra couldn't take waiting anymore. He groaned and fell back onto his heels. "Rex, you knew him, right?"

Rex looked at him as though that question were a shock. "Yeah, kid, I knew him. Why, you want me to go in there and make him come out?" 

"Please?" Ezra begged, although he meant it only half as a joke. He even made pleading hands in an attempt to get Rex to go in there for him. Rex scoffed, his hands on his hips.

"Nope! Jedi need their alone time, you know that." 

Ezra groaned, feeling like a little kid all of a sudden. 

He would've complained more, had he not spotted a hooded figure making its way down the landing ramp in a dirty brown robe, arms folded. Rex turned to look as well - alarm in the room shot up. No, not alarm...